At All Times. 
At all times
I have a bottle of pills
and a notebook with me
the pills I swallow
they keep me numb
and into a book
I drain my veins
of thoughts of you
the doctor says that this will help
ease you out my system
and flush you from my thoughts
but between the poison and bloodletting
I am still as broken as ever
no matter how snug the straitjacket
no matter how strong the convulsing
the pieces don't seem to stick like before
through a tangled mess of misfiring connections and garbled words
I realize that I am nowhere near
being over you.

Before.

Were you once like me

long ago

before you grew cold?

Before you stopped opening your heart

unguarded to love?

Before someone hurt you so badly

that you decided it was better

to hurt first

than be the one who hurt?

Sleepless.
I dare not sleep
on the places
you used to touch
cold sheets on skin
cutting like ice
and a tornado
of swirling goosebumps
rise and fall like empires that rise and fall
collapsing into a cloud of dust
and the ghost of you rises
to haunt the spaces you used to fill
in a mirage of a used to be.

Nudity. 

Unzip your heart

and show some flesh

raw and tender to the touch

I dare you to expose

the parts no one else sees

and I will bury secrets

in all your private places

to make you writhe

seeking the pleasure

of losing your innocence

all over again.

Grievous (G) Bodily (B) Harm (H). 
Someone crushed your heart so fine
that all I could do was snort that shit up
line after line you burn like ice
your shards of glass cut me into pieces
you're pure
you're ecstasy
you're my favorite stretch of speed
I wanna get down
get high
get lifted
get off
off of you.

Wild Places.
Carve your name upon a marble heart
a testament of time
when fidgeting hands will scratch initials into veins that bleed
dripping ink
till the fields flow red with desire

because when eyes grow dim and the light fades out
the skies will shine like a map made of diamonds

yet my eyes squeeze shut and my breath will give out

because as long as it has been since I last saw your face

the innocence in your eyes is so hard to erase.

Folding Into You Like A Prayer.
Your hands
are wild and wandering beasts
predators of the night
solemn soldiers in silent prayer
wordless warriors that rip and tear
taking what they will
eager fingers that gnaw and gnash
at swollen skin
marking and bruising
enter O! sacred Knights
into this carnal temple of sin
bleed me dry
and make me whole again.